Chapter 1116

"Hello!"

"Look at me, don't ignore me!"

"The richest man in Los Angeles is not my father!"

Zhang Xiaoyang, who was completely ignored, was so angry that he tried to increase his sense of existence by shaking the rope.

He shook and a mass of black furry things floated down.

"What?" They could not help rubbing their eyes and thought they were wrong.

Yang Song accurately locked the object in mid air: "wig."

He also saw Zhang Xiaoyang's shiny skull.

It's so big and bright!

"Give it back, give it back!" Zhang Xiaoyang vowed that the most annoying place in his life is here, the most annoying people are these people in front of him, and the most annoying moment is now.

What an honor!

Meng Shijia picked up the wig and said, "how can I give it back to you?"

They are very good at hanging people. They bring wigs to those who hang them.

"No experience!"

The villain's forehead is bald.

Is there a more exciting picture than this?

Yang Song: "put him down and put on his wig."

There's no way.

Zhang Xiaoyang shouldn't have been put down so early. The wig saved him.

It's a blessing in disguise.

Zhang Xiaoyang was put down. Meng Shijia and Chen Ming wanted to help him put on his wig. They tried many times and failed.

"You let me go -" Zhang Xiaoyang was so angry that he smoked in his six orifices.

He suspected that the two little rabbits in front of him were intentional. He had no doubt that his wig was hard to wear.

Yang Song agreed.

Zhang Xiaoyang put on his wig, but he didn't leave in a hurry.

"I won't let you go!" He spoke loudly.

Yang Song nodded, "I hear you."

"I will not let you go!" He was gnashing his teeth.

Yang Song is too lazy to nod. He is still peeling garlic. He can't delay his work.

"I see."

"I will not let you go!" Besides, the sound may go around for three days.

Yang Song stopped the action in his hand and finally said, "are your legs soft and can't walk?"

Otherwise, even if we don't let them go, we should go out of this door.

It's stupid to say cruel words at this time.

Zhang Xiaoyang's face was sour and twisted. He had looked at the door several times, like a resentful woman who was looking forward to your return.

People still waiting for him.

Agreed, ten minutes?

How many ten minutes has it been?

Why don't you come yet?

Yang Song revealed the answer for him: "your people won't come."

"Impossible!" Zhang xiaoyangxin said, "I haven't made you look good, I haven't smashed your store, and I haven't hung you all on the swing. How can my people not come? My boss has suffered such a big loss now. If he doesn't find his way back, he will run away. I don't want face? "

Yang Song said: "you may not know that the safety index of this food street is very high. A group of people wearing black clothes and black sunglasses look like unstable factors and come to Baifeng Pavilion. They have been stopped outside the food street by the aunts of the neighborhood committee and are being investigated one by one."

"Hehe, are you kidding?" Zhang Xiaoyang pointed to Yang Song and sneered. Ten thousand people didn't believe his nonsense: "all my bodyguards are practicing family members. They are very strong! Aunt of the District neighborhood committee? Can you stop them?"

Who are the neighborhood committees?

It's all old men and women.

Aunt barked young.

Yang Song showed a proud and ambiguous smile: "that's right. In terms of physical strength, the aunt of the neighborhood committee is certainly not as well paid as the security guard hired by boss Zhang."

"However, you still underestimate the combat effectiveness of my baifengge queuing Committee!"

Yang Song moved his finger and adjusted the picture of the mobile phone.

A group of black suits are waiting in line to receive inquiries honestly. They are obedient as if they were three-year-old children, but they are a little anxious.

"How is this possible?" Zhang Xiaoyang suspected that his eyes had betrayed him.

Yang Song said: "today, the queuing committee is on duty with a group of grandparents. There is only one aunt. There are less than seven people in total. It is a group of six."

The group of six succeeded in retaining 16 black suits.

"Impossible, impossible." Zhang Xiaoyang felt that he didn't know the world in front of him.

Is this where hermits and experts gather?

By mistake?

"You are all invincible ordinary people?" Zhang Xiaoyang was puzzled.

Yang Song: "note that the word pingpingwuqi is destined to be extraordinary."

"Your people have been disarmed by grandparents. If they don't take the initiative to cooperate and actively explain what they are doing in Baifeng Pavilion tonight, grandparents won't let them go."

I told them, and I won't let them leave.

"I have fed back their motives to my grandparents." Yang Song put on the posture of watching a good play and said, "boss Zhang, rest assured that your grandparents will definitely replace you to carry out effective quality and cultural education for your employees, so that they can be a good person, do not put their ideas right, write a 3000 word review, and will not let them leave."

Yang song played another video.

It was the captain of the bodyguard who was reading his review aloud.

"I'm wrong, I'm really wrong. Born under the red flag and living in the peaceful world, I can eat enough, wear warm clothes, smell flowers and hear birds, so I should learn to be grateful and realize harmony..."

Zhang Xiaoyang knew for the first time that his bodyguard captain had a good writing style and was good at reading.

Yang Song continued to peel garlic: "boss Zhang, write a review, too."

"Why should I?" Zhang Xiaoyang received an insult today.

He was bullied by the dog when the tiger fell in the flat sun, and played by the shrimp when the Dragon entered the shoal.

He hasn't taken revenge, hasn't endured the humiliation of his crotch, hasn't been East and West for 30 years

Yang Song asked someone to take a stack of manuscript paper and black pen.

"Three thousand words, no less than a word, no water. When you finish writing and read it to us, you must deeply understand your mistakes, or you won't want to go. Drink the West and north wind here tonight."

Yang Song also said:

"Tell Baiwei and let him stew another pot of soup, beef bone soup."

Well, the biggest feature of broth is that it takes a long time.

Especially beef bone soup.

It is impossible for Zhang Xiaoyang to see Gu Baiwei until tomorrow morning.

His bodyguards were stopped outside the food street again. They probably couldn't get in without Yang Song's orders.

Meng Shijia picked up the sack again and said with a smile, "why don't you return it?"

Zhang Xiaoyang: I'll go back to your uncle!

He should have run. Unfortunately, he can't run.

Yang Song is right. Zhang Xiaoyang has soft legs.

As an evil capitalist, he lived a good life. Suddenly he was wrapped in a sack and hung up. He had to be weak for at least three or five days.

He still wants face and doesn't want to be found with soft legs. What if they take pictures or record videos?

I lost my reputation.

I can only bear it. I hope no one will see it.

His acting skills are very good, otherwise he can't be such a successful capitalist.

Yang Song immediately said, "boss Zhang, the door is right there. I'll give you 60 seconds to go out by yourself. I don't care about today."

Zhang Xiaoyang's face was stiff.